I am a free man.

I go outside because I'm a free man. I see outside the ocean breeze as it blows in and fluffs my ornate mane. It's time to exercize my freedom and go outside to be out in the sunlight. You know on second thought after being out for a couple of seconds I think I'll go back inside. It's a little cold, don't you think? Well now I'm back in the comfort of my home I now can sit back and relax. I am a creature of comfort after all. If I am a creature that can be guided by comfort, am I truly free?